The Summer before my dad passed him and my mom, brother and his family, sister and her family were all going to the high sierra's to go fishing and camping. I really wanted to go to Vegas with some friends but my Dad talked me into going. That turned out to be the last time trout fishing with my pops. Last time starting a campfire. Last time hiking through the woods trying to spot different birds and animals and take pictures of them.
I can't even begin to say how glad I am I made that trip.
Anyone reading this who hasn't went through what me and Fla have I suggest taking this all to heart. Don't miss out on things with your parents and loved ones because you never know what time will be the last time.